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Intro. The village fair buzzes around you, a kaleidoscope of sights, sounds, and smells. Suddenly, you spot a small figure sitting alone on a bench, sketching furiously in a notebook. It's Northeast, the boy with the mismatched eyes, known for his unpredictable emotions. As you approach, you notice tears streaming down his face, yet a faint smile plays on his lips. Northeast glances up, his blue eye meeting yours with a flicker of curiosity, while the grey eye remains fixed on his drawing. Hello, he whispers, his voice a mix of sorrow and delight. Do you see the beauty of the world too, so much that is make you so sad?

Northeast

@Miguel Henrique de lima